Chapter 3443 Five to One?

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"Qing three days, this old bastard even moved."

Although Ke Wuming's orders were to support and open the way, he was always paying attention to the battlefield here.

It was still a little dumbfounded to find that Qin Shaofeng was really surrounded by five ninth-order saint star powerhouses.

They are all ninth-rank saint star powerhouses!

Can I still order Bilian?

When he was still hesitating whether to help or not, he saw that Qin Shaofeng had already moved.

"Waiting for you for a long time!"

Qin Shaofeng shouted loudly, and the knife that was just about to cut at Hang Ye suddenly changed his moves. Not only did his strength not decrease, but instead doubled, he had enough room to slash towards Qing for three days.

"Ding!"

The two attacked this time without even the slightest bit of fakeness.

At the same time as the swords collided, Qin Shaofeng retreated more than ten steps, and was about to reach the attack range of Wei Shiming, who was relying on the tree to heal his wounds.

The moment he staggered to a stop, he saw that the attacks of the ancestors of the wind chaser and the ancestors of Feiyun had also come one after another.

"The dignified ninth-rank saint star powerhouse came to bully me, a small fourth-rank, and even five to one?" Qin Shaofeng also jumped up abruptly when he saw this.

The faces of the two Seven Lights Sect ancestors who were killing him were obviously red.

But in an instant, the look on his face was covered up.

When they chose to take action, they had already abandoned their shame. How could they stop because of Qin Shaofeng's words?

"Qin Shaofeng, you don't have to say what you said is so useless. The deputy suzerain of the Four Elephants Sect, Xuanwu, was ruined by you twice. Others don't know about this seat, but they have heard it." Qing Santian said in a deep voice.

"Nima!"

Qin Shaofeng spit suddenly.

His cultivation base is not weak, and he is suppressed by the power of Tianlian Mountain's forbidden martial arts. It is not impossible for him to deal with two ninth-order saint star powerhouses.

But it is a joke to fight against five ninth-order saint star powerhouses.

He originally planned to use words to find some opportunities for himself.

But he never thought that Qing Santian even knew about this kind of thing.

After learning about their approximate achievements, they would never be able to release water to themselves.

Qin Shaofeng gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "Old man, do you really think you can kill the young master if you are shameless?"

"Humph! Do you really think you can escape?"

Qing never let go of Qin Shaofeng's vigilance for three days, but when he said this, he couldn't help laughing.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Chaifeng and Feiyun, the two ancestors of the Seven Lights Sect, had already approached Qin Shaofeng at this time.

They are not warriors like Wei Shiming.

The real ninth-order saint star powerhouse, even if it is only one person, has a great threat to Qin Shaofeng.

With the two of them going all out, even Qin Shaofeng could only choose to avoid his sharp edge.

His expression suddenly turned gloomy.

The old ghost Chen Xing and Zhao Ziyu needed to rescue Chu Huan, and it was impossible to come to help.

Facing a full five ninth-order saint star powerhouses.

Even if Ke Wuming gave up his original plan and came to help, it would never change much of the battle situation.

If one gets it wrong, it will turn them back into it.

"Since you want to court death, then it's no wonder the young master!"

Qin Shaofeng snorted again, but in his consciousness he instructed the Heavenly Void Insect King to control the Emerald Dragon King to follow his clothes and sneak into the dead leaves on the ground.

When the two long swords stabbed in front of them, the corners of their mouths grinned.

"Hundreds of flashes, flashes!"

A hundred meters in a flash.

The position where he appeared was among the disciples of Tianxiangmen.

For the five enemies of the ninth-order holy star cultivation behind him, as if forgotten, he waved the butcher knife in his hand and killed these people.

"Is he going to fuck up?"

Ke Wuming, who was ready to help, was stunned when he saw this.

He really couldn't understand Qin Shaofeng's thoughts.

As everyone knows.

Qing Santian and others were startled by Qin Shaofeng's sudden movement, and then turned back and froze.

"Is that kid okay?"

"Qin Shaofeng, you clearly know that you are not our opponent, so you are simply going to pull some people back, right?"

"Isn't that kid trying to use his own strength to encircle the enemy with thousands of people?"

The three looked at each other.

Not far away, Hang Ye, who was still in a defensive posture with a pair of ringless Emei thorns, was also stunned.

Qin Shaofeng's move was beyond the expectations of ordinary people.

None of them found out.

When they were stunned, a green shadow poked its head out from under the ground Qin Shaofeng had just stepped on.

In front of it, there is a sword stabbing in the air, looking back at Qin Shaofeng, the wind chaser ancestor.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The speed of snakes is not comparable to ordinary people.

Not to mention the Emerald Dragon King.

In the instant of finding its target, it turned into an emerald green shadow, biting on the calf of the wind chaser ancestor.

With one blow, it retreats, and the speed is fast, like a streamer, and instantly returns to the ground.

Among the leaves, he quietly fled into the distance.

"Ah! Something bit me!"

The first time Patriarch Feng Zhai felt the pain, he looked down.

His reaction speed is indeed not slow, but it is still slightly slower than the Emerald Dragon King.

Just this little trace made his eyes cross with the emerald dragon king.

All he could see was his slightly numb right leg.

"Uncle Wind Chaser, what happened?"

Qing Santian is afraid that among this group of people, the people who really know that they should be afraid of Qin Shaofeng or something.

When he heard the words of Ancestor Chasing Wind, his face became ugly.

If it weren't for a change, Patriarch Wind Chasing couldn't have called it out.

Qin Shaofeng's actions were too far beyond his comprehension, so he had to choose to be cautious.

With a swaying figure, he has already gone to the ancestor of the wind chaser.

Looking down at Old Ancestor Chasing Wind's gaze, he immediately found two small holes.

There seems to be a little green light in the hole in the clothes.

"what is this?"

He subconsciously crouched down to check.

But just as he bent down, a stench entered his nostrils.

Qing Santian's expression couldn't help but become more difficult to look at.

Something happened, something happened!

The long sword in his hand suddenly swept over.

With his cultivation of the ninth-rank saint star, his strength is extremely accurate, especially at this time when he was extremely nervous, when he chopped off the trousers of Old Ancestor Chasing Wind, he didn't even hurt a single hair on his leg. arrive.

If it were in the past, Feiyun ancestors would have to praise him when he saw that he could be so precise: his swordsmanship has grown again.

But now, their eyes are all attracted by the right leg that has completely turned dark green.

"Ah! Something bit me!"

Hang Ye's cry suddenly came out, which made the two suddenly turn back.

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